"Hanguang Holy Land has also arrived!"

"The Panlong Holy Land has arrived!"

"Is that... the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Dharmas? That chariot is too bright. It is a Holy Lord-level vehicle. Could it be that the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Dharmas is here in person?"

Looking at the huge chariots in the sky, everyone was amazed.

But there is no doubt that Yu Wuya's Holy Chariot of Ten Thousand Dharmas is the most dazzling, with the golden dragon pulling the chariot, the majestic Ten Thousand Dharma Canopy, and the nine-colored divine light shining in the sky!

That dignity directly overwhelms all parties.

"Hahaha, Brother Yu is really high-profile!"

A handsome red-haired young man walked out of the flaming chariot in the Yanyang Holy Land and stood in the sky. It was Zhou Yan. He said with a smile.

"Ashamed, ashamed."

Yu Wuya stepped out of the chariot and smiled modestly.

He was quite happy.

But at times like this, you still have to pretend to be humble.

"Brother Yu, Brother Zhou, long time no see."

A clear voice sounded, and a thin figure walked out of the chariot in Hanguang Holy Land. He was wearing a green shirt and looked a little elegant.

It is the Holy Son of Hanguang, Qi Yi!

This person had been very low-key before, and it was not until the Holy Son's canonization ceremony that he showed his power to everyone.

Wherever the divine light goes, everything is invincible!

"Nice to meet you."

Yu Wuya cupped her hands in front of him.

"Everyone, long time no see."

Tu Huang walked out of the chariot in the Kowloon Holy Land. This ruthless man with a notorious reputation had a warm smile at this time, which was completely inconsistent with the rumors.

He was smiling and looked very personable.

"I'm sorry for hurting my brother last time."

Yu Wuya cupped his hands and said, he was referring to Tu Cang.

"That kid didn't know what he was capable of. Brother Yu has already shown mercy." Tu Huang smiled and shook his head, appearing to be very graceful. At least, he could distinguish right from wrong.

"Let's go down."

At this time, a calm voice sounded, and a young man wearing a dark gold python robe walked out of the chariot of Panlong Holy Land. He was tall and tall, and his face was shrouded in mist.

Just standing there gives people a feeling of depression.

This is the Holy Son of Panlong - Hong Yuan.

This person is really strong, and he doesn't even need any bragging or exaggeration. Just by looking at him, you will feel that he is very strong.

There were once rumors in Dongzhou that Hong Yuan, the Coiling Dragon Saint, was the strongest among the younger generation in Dongzhou, and even many strong men from the older generation supported this statement...

Soon, the five people landed.

As soon as Yu Wuya landed, several figures came over.

"Senior Brother Wuya!"

It was Ye Qingxuan, her smile was as beautiful as a flower, and she would captivate the whole country.

Next to her were several other direct disciples from the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Dharmas. They set out together and arrived before Yu Wuya.

"Hmph, I arrived last on purpose, so what's the point?"

Mo Zheng turned his face sideways and muttered.

"That's right, the Holy Lord's Holy Chariot of Ten Thousand Dharmas is still sitting there. His face is really big."

Hai Qiong also muttered something.

Of course, although the two of them were complaining in low voices, there was no malice in their eyes. It was obvious that they were convinced by Yu Wuya's strength...

"Hahaha, who told you to run so fast? If you want to wait for me, you can sit together. The Holy Vehicle of Ten Thousand Dharmas is so big anyway."

Yu Wuya said with a smile.

He could also see that there was no malice between the two of them. The previous small friction was just because they were jealous because he was canonized as the Holy Son. Now of course there is nothing to be jealous of.

In the past two months, he had private discussions with these two people several times, and he had completely convinced these two guys and lost his temper.

When the jealousy is completely gone.

The friendship between the fellow disciples gradually recovered...

Human nature is so wonderful.

"Senior Brother Wuya, I heard that in addition to the Golden Lotus Fire Pond, Holy Lord Liuli will also hold a martial arts competition this time. The first place will get a celestial weapon!"

"I wonder if Senior Brother Wuya has confidence?"

The speaker was a young man in sky blue clothes. His face was very ordinary, but he had a quiet and peaceful temperament that made people feel good about him.

This is also a direct disciple of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Dharmas - Pei Qingming.

Pei Qingming has always been very low-key, and is famous for his good temper in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Laws. He never conflicts with others, and even when he competes for opportunities, he always gives in...

Seriously speaking, this is called the way of a gentleman.

Yu Wuya glanced at him and said with a smile: "Since I am the Holy Son of All Laws, I naturally have invincible thoughts, but these words... are not good to say."

Pei Qingming was stunned when he heard this, and bowed with his fists slightly ashamed: "Junior brother lost his sense of proportion, I hope senior brother Wuya doesn't mind."

"It doesn't matter."

Yu Wuya smiled and waved his hands.

His eyes flickered, and he glanced at Pei Qingming with deep meaning. In fact, both him and the former Yu Wuya had a doubt in their hearts.

In this cruel world of cultivation, can a person's temper really be so bad...

Of course, he didn't bother to investigate.

Anyway, he is invincible, others are free to do as they please!

"Senior Brother Wuya, the Golden Lotus Fire Pond should be opening. How about we go up the mountain?" At this time, a young man in purple clothes said next to him.

His name is Fu Nan, and he is also a direct disciple of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Dharmas.

This person is quite decent among his direct disciples, with no special performance, maybe because he has a relatively low-key personality.

Yu Wuya looked ahead. The runes on the huge volcanic mountain were flashing, as if the seal was weakening, and some people started climbing along the white jade stairs.

This is the treasure of the Glazed Holy Land, and outsiders cannot fly up directly.

You have to go up the mountain road.

Otherwise, it would be disrespectful to the Glazed Holy Land.

"Let's go."

Yu Wuya said, then he took the lead and led everyone towards the volcano.

After a long time, we finally reached the top of the mountain.

"This, this is..."

"so big!"

"so white……"

"Hiss——"

The scene in front of them shocked everyone, and countless people sucked in the cold air, causing the already hot volcanic crater to heat up again.

All I could see ahead was a huge ocean of magma, stretching as far as the eye could see!

The magma is rolling and turning red.

The most shocking thing is that on this magma ocean, there are huge white lotus leaves and sparse golden lotus flowers growing.

And the deeper you go, the bigger the lotus leaves and nasturtiums become.

Deep in the Fire Pond, the blazing high temperature caused the air to expand and distort, making it difficult to see the scene inside clearly, but it was vaguely visible that the lotus leaves and lotus flowers there were already several meters in diameter!

Undoubtedly, the larger the lotus leaves and lotus flowers, the more precious and the better the effect.

But it may not be easy to get into the depths.

Not to mention anything else, this terrifying high temperature is not something ordinary people can bear. The further you go inside, the more terrifying the temperature becomes...

"Ding ding dong..."

Suddenly, a pleasant fairy sound sounded, a dazzling light bloomed in the sky, and then countless peach blossom petals flew down one after another.

Everyone looked up.
To be continued...